sorry for the sappy video; this has best audio

Some weird things to note about this:

First, were those two women there when we shot the video??

And if they were, are they twins? And what, really, is their purpose?

This song is about Little Jimmy Brown, birth to death. The guy singing it is Jim Ed Brown. Little strange....

Watch how Jim Ed Brown directs his gaze. Also, a little strange....

My mother used to play this--and many similar songs--when I was little to see me cry. (Don't worry--she had redeeming traits.)

37 stitches to keep the pain in
 

Adele--Someone Like You
 

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Goodnight.

Rachmaninov
 

Obsessed with this song
 

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Why must I feel like this today?
I'm a soldier but afraid sometimes
To face the things that may
Block the sun from shinin' rays
And fill my life with shades of grey
But still I long to find a way
So today I pray for grace

I take a moment to myself
So I can heal myself
To feel myself
And be real myself
Life's addictions and afflictions
Cause abrasions from their friction
Sometimes it's easier to live in fiction
I can run but I can't hide
From the pains that
Reside deep down inside
There is no pill
That can be swallowed
There is no guru
That can be followed
There's no escapin'
From my own history
Those that I hurt
And those that hurt me
I was dead for a million years
'Fore I was born and
I'll be dead for a million more
After I'm gone
So I live to give somethin'
That can live on
Like the way you hum a song when the music's gone
Like the warmth of the sand
When the sun goes down
And I'm sittin' with myself
Nobody else is around but

Why must I feel like this today?
I'm a soldier but afraid sometimes
To face the things that may
Block the sun from shinin' rays
And fill my life with shades of grey
But still I long to find a way
So today I pray for grace

Been a long, long time
Since I been away
Been a long, long time
Since I felt this way
Been a long, long time
I found the words to say
How much I'm grateful
For my life today
'Cause under every cup
You might find a nut
Behind every corner
You might get jacked up
At the end of every rainbow
You might find gold
The last bite of your sandwich
Hope you don't find mold
'Cause none of us
Can live the perfect life
The kind that we see on Nick at Night
And sometimes we all
Just lose sight
Of the pain that will guide us
From dark into the light
We fall down yes, but we get up
And sometimes we just need
A little bit of love
To help make it
Through another day
Into the night, into the light,
Into a Saturday
So in the morning when I'm waitin'
For the sun to raise
And my head's a little foggy
Like I'm in a haze
I remind myself that
Everything is gonna be okay
I take a breath, slow down and say...

Why must I feel like this today?
I'm a soldier but afraid sometimes
To face the things that may
Block the sun from shinin' rays
And fill my life with shades of grey
But still I long to find a way
So today I pray for grace

So today I pray for grace..........

Anywhere Near You- Russ Freeman
 

Sunday Sounds from The Den
 

"You better out run my gun"
 

And I think you should let me cause I look good tonight And we might not get tomorrow...
 

Whippin', Flippin', Stackin', and Slappin'
 

In rememberance of all that lost their lives that day and since then
 

dirty grrls
 

Would you turn my volume up before of the cops And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop????
 

In my fantasy I'm a pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy
And it's way past time
To end in my mouth

Paint my face white and tried
Reinvent the sea
One wave at a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days
Avant garde
Show me your heresies
And I'll show you mine
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy you look good entwined
In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
You're my deep secret
I'm your pantomime
I'll just move my hands
I promise you'll see what I mean

The Little White Cloud That Cried
 

First one has the best audio version; the second one shows Ray performing, which is... interesting. Johnnie Ray was profoundly deaf. You can see his hearing aid in the video. Amazing that his voice is so rich despite that.







This is another song my mom played to make me cry. Ha ha, god love 'er!

The Ultimate Cut for Mother's Who Want to Watch Their Kids Cry
 

Little Becky's Christmas Wish
This is an anti-war song with an interesting slant. Many people have said that this is the saddest song they've ever heard.




I bawled my eyes out back then and I might have even teared up over it today, too, but not really. Not crying. Not.

from the soundtrack to Steam
 

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Dustin', Cleanin', Shimmi Shimmi
 

to see, if you're sleeping or you're dreamin'
 

I could stay wherever I would last forever....